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*Kris is out delivering a belated birthday gift to Ailie in Apt 7: a special edition Boo-ray collection of '80s Brat Pack Halloween flicks, including "The Breakfast Axe," "Sixteen Hand Ghouls," and "Bloody in Pink."*
meanwhile, back at the ranch...
*whistles the theme from "The Andy Griffith Show" as he bustles around in fresh plaid*
Rhonda: Well I see someone's
awfully pleased with himself today.
Yes! I am in SUCH a great mood. Not even you can make me frown today!
Rhonda *suspiciously* Why? What happened?
Well, you know we've been hinting at it for weeks...and...well...last night...Kris did a...a lovely thing for me...
Rhonda: Ohmigawd. Do I want to know?
Rhonda, it was...amazing. She made me feel so...so confident, and appreciated, and, well, er...
good.
Rhonda *covering ears* I do NOT wanna know details! I don't!
*Kris comes back in* Oh, hey, Newsie. Was that okay last night?
*beaming* Spectacular! I feel...fulfilled.
Rhonda: ARRGH! Lalalalalalanotlisteniiiing...
Did I make up for all those weeks of promises?
Oh very much! Can we do it again soon?
Absolutely. My pleasure.
Rhonda: Will you two STOP THAT? I do NOT wanna hear about your freakish little felt-love tryst!
What??
*puzzled frown* But Rhonda, this is just because last night Kris finally wrote me.
Rhonda: I SAID I DON'T WANNA HEAR THE DE--what?
She wrote me. She gave me several pages in the latest chapter of her fic. *beaming again* And I, I just want to say...wow. Just...wow. I've never felt so well-used!
Rhonda *facepaw*
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